A Book of Favourite Modern BalladsJ. C. W. Kent & Company, 1860 - 167 páginas |
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... loud , They did not see or hear him . A gray - beard join'd them , Time by name ; And Love was nearly crazy , To find that he was very lame , And also very lazy : Hope , as he listen'd to her tale , Tied wings upon his jacket ; And then ...
... loud , They did not see or hear him . A gray - beard join'd them , Time by name ; And Love was nearly crazy , To find that he was very lame , And also very lazy : Hope , as he listen'd to her tale , Tied wings upon his jacket ; And then ...
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... loud , on the morrow , their wail and their cry : He had laugh'd on the lass with his bonny black eye , And she fled to the forest to hear a love - tale , And the youth it was told by was Allen - a - Dale ! THERE'S NAE LUCK ABOUT THE ...
... loud , on the morrow , their wail and their cry : He had laugh'd on the lass with his bonny black eye , And she fled to the forest to hear a love - tale , And the youth it was told by was Allen - a - Dale ! THERE'S NAE LUCK ABOUT THE ...
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... loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still , as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men , Their trampling ...
... loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still , as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men , Their trampling ...
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... chief , My daughter ! oh my daughter ! " ' Twas vain : the loud waves lash'd the shore , Return or aid preventing ; - The waters wild went o'er his child , And he was left lamenting . THE ANGELS ' WHISPER . A BABY was sleeping ,
... chief , My daughter ! oh my daughter ! " ' Twas vain : the loud waves lash'd the shore , Return or aid preventing ; - The waters wild went o'er his child , And he was left lamenting . THE ANGELS ' WHISPER . A BABY was sleeping ,
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... loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still , as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men , Their trampling ...
... loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still , as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men , Their trampling ...
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A-hunting Afton Allen-a-Dale AULD ROBIN GRAY BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beneath Birket Foster blythe bride bright charms cried CUMNOR HALL dream Duncan EDMUND EVANS EDWIN AND ANGELINA Excelsior fair father flowers FRIAR OF ORDERS G. H. Thomas Hallò hand Harrison Weir hast Hazeldean heard heart heav'n HERMIT OF DREUX Hollo INCHCAPE ROCK INVERNESS John Barleycorn KEYNE KING HENRY lady Lochinvar lonely look'd LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER loud merry MILE OF EDINBRO MILL-STREAM mother ne'er Netherby never night o'er OLD GREEN LANE ORDERS GRAY pass'd Queen quoth reach'd RICHMOND HILL river Dee ROBIN REDBREAST round RUPERT'S MARCH Samuel Palmer seem'd sigh sigh'd sing sleep smiled sorrow SPANISH ARMADA steed stormy STORMY PETREL SUMMER WOODS sweet tears There's nae luck tree turn'd Twas vale village waves weep whisp'ring with thee whoop wild William Harvey wind wonnot wooing o't YARROW VISITED young Lochinvar
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Página 65 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Página 33 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, "To tempt the dangerous gloom; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. "Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Página 8 - Eske river where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Página 57 - As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells. Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down.
Página 33 - TURN, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Página 151 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Página 24 - I Remember, I Remember. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember...
Página 30 - His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover?
Página 149 - IT was a summer evening. Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Página 38 - I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. And there, forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die: 'Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.